Chapter 206 < 206 Dungeon Reset >

I realized the truth.

This town must be where the witches spent their childhood.

Thinking about it, the whole town was burned down and not in a frenzy.

Just like this town is now.

“Yes. And it makes sense that all the dead people on the floor were zombies. ”

He looks around the village and is convinced of his thoughts.

Tr ans la te d b y jp ｍt l .co ｍ Until now, I don't know why, but the things that the Witch has been thinking about have actually been reflected in the dungeon.

If you think about it....

“The building that used to be a cage as a child would have looked like a giant maze that would never leave the sight of that little boy. ”

I felt sympathy for the witch.

The sunny smile of greeting still lingered in my memory.

It was bright like the sun, but with shade somewhere....

He mutters with a solemn expression.

Tr an sla t e d b y Ｊp ｍ tl.ｃ o ｍ “Maybe the real artifact that Knight Bandik left me was not his bone, but his smile……. ”

[Hey, I'm sorry for the seconds, but could you not make that stupid look on your face while you're pulling the carrot?]

“Should I?”

At the rabbit's words, I pulled a carrot harder with a clearer look than the witch.

Fresh carrots ripped out of his hands.

“Ugh, I really don't think this is going to work.... ”

The hunters, who watch you as you look down, are restless.

“Grumgh!”

“Grrrgh!”

The castle of the extremely excited zombies resonates throughout the village.

They are gathered to catch frogmans who have touched their precious crops.

The appearance of the undead in the dark mist is terrifying.

Of course, it wouldn't be so scary if it were a place where skills could only be used.

But in conclusion, the zombies were never able to catch the grumpy frowners right in front of their eyes.

The circumference of the vegetable field was completely blocked by the soil wall that had already been built up.

T r a ns l ated by jpm tl .ｃ o ｍ It wasn't hard to build a wall anyway because it wasn't even a skill.

Moreover, the vegetable field was not one.

Jungdown runs around town, avoiding the zombies, hitting tribal walls with a view of the field.

The fun of checking exactly what was growing later was postponed.

I knew exactly what the crops looked like when I saw what they looked like because I was not a farmer.

Then I came around the village and hid behind a safe wall and started pulling carrots.

Of course, there's no way to get over the wall to the zombies who can't jump.

“Grumgh!”

“Yeah, I'm sorry, too. But you're not even vegetarians. Let's split it. ”

“Grrrgh!”

“But you guys are really good at farming if you're not going to eat? ”

One answer at a time to the zombies.) I moved the field.

Digging a tunnel, of course.

“Clump of dirt! Clump of dirt!”

Puck! Puck! Puck!

“ ……. ” T ra n s la t ed b y jpｍ t l.ｃ oｍ

The hunters decided to clear their minds as they watched the cave being plunged into the ice cream like a spoon.

I'm tired of surprises.

I'm used to the sounds of zombies everywhere.

“I've never seen a skill like that……. ”

“How do you get skills like that? ”

I didn't get it.

It was not even a skill to dig the ground, it was a skill to clump dirt.

“Oh, this fog really bothers you? ”

When the skill was canceled due to the constant contact with the fog while digging, the sunstones started spraying everywhere.

They all have a return on them, so I sprinkled them on them because I could retrieve them at any time.

The fog fades, the town brightens, and the hunters' expressions brighten.

“Huh? You can use skills, right? ”

“How did you get this stone? ”

Normally distributed under floating islands, sunstones were hard for ordinary participants to reach.

T r an sl a te d by jpm tl .c o ｍ Jungdown picked a carrot and tore out the whole carrot field, annoying.

I was planning to move the square carrot seedlings that looked like that to the temple.

[Yum. Sweet.]

Poison.

“Stop eating, man! ”

Earlier, the rabbit was grabbing one carrot with both hands and eating the wild water.

“I heard rabbits die when they eat carrots.... Well, he eats pork belly, don't you mind? ”

[Heehee.]

The rabbit was as excited as a rabbit.

But what was even more exciting was me.

I didn't think my mouth would come down.

I don't know what treasure is in the maze, but I got enough treasure before I even got inside.

Not one carrot was raised in the zombie fields.

“Oh, isn't this the top of my head? ”

[What's the top?]

“Lettuce is a friend of the Seed Leaf! ”

Of course, the world and the crops growing in the dungeon could not be exactly the same.

Some of the crops were unknown and had never seen before in their lives.

But among them is a mixture of treasures that have been constantly searching for.

He doubted his eyes.

“Pear, cabbage? ”

Yes, they found the cabbage.

[Cabbage is also a friend of Seed Leaf?]

“No, this... is my best friend. Heheh. I missed you, buddy. ”

Fluffy!

I knelt down in front of a chubby cabbage.

And like a football player with a final inversion, he raised his hands and shouted for joy.

“Ah! I can finally make kimchi! ”

“Grumgh!”

“Gruhhh!”

A thunder-like roar erupts from all sides of his ceremony.

“Ahhhh!”

“Gruhhh!”

[Oh, it's so noisy! Don't let the zombies bark!]

I did not envy winning the World Cup.

* * *

Crops frozen for a long time.

Later, even the hunters noticed him and began to dig for Juju Island crops.

At this time, I was the first to pick it up, and I didn't really stop it.

The sheep didn't matter because he had to farm separately anyway.

And after a while.

“Phew, I think I can get into the maze. There's plenty of food to go around. ”

Unlike the first time, the hunters' expressions were overwhelming.

With more food, you don't even feel the voices of zombies creeping into your ears.

[But what treasure is in there?]

[You'll be damned if you go in there.]

[It's probably nothing.]

“But they keep saying the same thing? It's not some game NPC. ”

Jungdown notices that the constant sounds of zombies are repeated.

The hunters nod.

“I see. I thought there were so many zombies saying different things all the time... ”

“I can feel my own pattern from being in here all the time. Maybe there's a clue to the labyrinth in those words? ”

“Like a game?”

That was reasonable.

After all, dungeon games are a form of ‘games'.

Even though there is an important secret hidden in the town at the entrance to the final ruins site, it is not strange.

Then one opened his mouth carefully.

“Actually, I've been watching for a while now, and I think there are some rather unusual zombies among them. ”

Jungdown looks at her.

“Odd zombies? ”

“Yes, he's saying something different. It's a little bit different. ”

“ ……? ”

It wasn't hard to find the 'quirky zombies’.

The sunset that has already been sprayed has lightened the whole town.

[Like it was them?]

There are zombies that act individually just a few miles away from the zombies that have come here to catch a downfall.

I remembered a double in my eyes.

The zombies are relatively clean.

But I was holding a farm tool in my hand, and I was slowly working on a new field with it.

It was as if a field had been taken away and they were trying to open a new land.

“Amazing. Farmer zombie? ”

[They must have built a farm. Seeing that he's not coming this way, he's not aggressive.]

They were amazing.

They are the only creatures producing here full of destruction and death.

“Ugh... ”

A rabbit flew to the zombie farmers of Zorr and listened to what they said.

[Such a pity.]

[Eww. What's wrong with that child...?]

[When people say she's a saint, they always come here....]

[Shh. Careful what you say. Do you have a view, too?]

A seagull?

The rabbit's ears twitched.

That's a completely different word from the rest of them. What do you mean?]

“Shh. Let's keep listening. ”

Jungdown reaches over the farmer zombies' heads and listens to them as they make their way down the public stairwell.

When do you think you're a saint? I don't know why this feels... ’

I felt itchy in my head because I was listening constantly.

[Such a pity.]

[Poor thing.]

[She's not a cursed child. It's a blessing.]

[Shh. Careful what you say. Do you have a view, too?]

The bunny whispers.

“Hey, you're talking about a witch, right? ”

[Yeah, I thought witches were supposed to be saints. What did I tell you? She's too pretty to be a witch.]

“Look at the topography? Witches are always prettier. But the point is, you never said that. ”

[No, I did. Evere.]

The rabbit quickly turns around.

[Anyway, they keep saying the same thing. I don't hear anything more.]

All I learned from the zombies was that the witch was originally a former saint.

But it was then.

There are loving voices that sound like the wind, or the moment when the chungdown unwittingly turns back.

[Please save that poor child, Van Dyck.]

[We will be cursed eventually. Please, even that child...]

[I wish you happiness... ….]

“Huh?"

Phew.

The farmer zombies turn their heads back and say nothing more.

He looks at the rabbit and asks.

“Did you just hear that? ”

What do you mean? Shh, be careful what you say.]

“No, what did Bandik say? ”

Did you have another dream?]

“ ……. ”

The rabbit opens its carry-on in response to a puzzling reaction.

“Dream... ”

What he took out was Bandik's ring.

A huge ring that would fit into a Giant's finger.

Surprisingly, his relics had a faint glow.

Why is this ring suddenly glowing?]

“Guess I'm a little lucky. ”

The ring of Bandik is raised in front of you, as if it were being dragged by a magnet.

At that moment, the light on the ring was filled the middle circle.

And it started to swell up.

Like a soapy bubble.

Paaaaaah!

A huge drop of light bounces off the ring.

He flew towards the wall of the great maze, which was far away.

What? What is it?]

The rabbit is surprised, and the eyes of the hunters watching from afar widen.

What the hell is going on?

But Jungdown was not surprised.

Because of the desperate voices flowing into my ears.

[Save that poor child, Van Dyck.]

[May he be happy... ….]

Puang!

The bubble of light bursts and a new hole is drilled next to the entrance of the maze.